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outraged and demanded that the person responsible for this heinous crime be brought to justice. The media blitz surrounding the murders and the police department’s inability to find the killer put intense pressure on City Hall. The mayor insisted an arrest be made, and since Eddomo Viera was the last person to see the children alive, Viera was taken into custody.  
    The trial that followed was a travesty of epic proportions, due in large part to a hungry new district attorney who was bent on making a name for himself. He knew that prosecuting and convicting the murderer in a high-profile case such as this would surely bring him the fame and recognition he sought, so he went after Viera with a vengeance. He was so determined to win this case that even after evidence was uncovered that would have exonerated Viera, he swept the evidence under the rug. Viera was found guilty on two counts of capital murder, while the real murderer walked freely about, capable of killing again.
    As the execution date drew near, Raca traveled to the state capitol to plead for clemency. She provided the governor with information about the mishandling of evidence, overt errors made by the defense during the trial and the appeal, witness tampering, and even sworn statements by people involved in the case who claimed that the DA hid information crucial to proving her father’s innocence. The governor, who was a fraternity brother of the DA, listened to her pleas for mercy, but in the end he detached himself from the entire situation and allowed the execution to proceed as scheduled.
    Out of desperation, Raca decided to go to the office of her state senator, who at that time was Emmanuel Bonsam, in hopes that there was some way he could help. She tried to remain calm as she explained her plight to Senator Bonsam’s secretary, but she was frantic on the inside. The secretary showed sympathy and asked Raca to have a seat while she spoke to Senator Bonsam. Several minutes later the secretary returned and indicated that the senator would see her now, and then she ushered Raca into Bonsam’s office.
    Bonsam stood as she entered the room and politely welcomed her in. She found Bonsam respectful and exceptionally handsome, but she became slightly disturbed as she shook his hand. His hand felt as cold as ice. Bonsam offered her a seat in front of his desk as he returned to his own seat behind it. He sat with his elbows on the desk and his fingertips pressed together in front of him, occasionally nodding his head, as he appeared to be concentrating on the story Raca was telling him, however, nothing could be further from the truth.   He heard the story, yes, but his mind was more focused on Raca herself.  
    Bonsam secretly glanced admiringly at Raca as she went on. He found her dark smooth skin, long flowing hair, and slender body to be remarkably attractive. In his mind he pictured her holding his hand as they walked across a stage, smiling and waving to voters at a rally. They looked like the perfect couple. He knew that Raca would be perfect for the role of Mrs. Emmanuel Bonsam.
    Bonsam snapped out of his daydream just as Raca said to him, “Please, can you help us? I would do anything to save my father.”
    Bonsam stood and again shook her hand and said with false sincerity, “I’ll do everything I can. Make an appointment with my secretary for tomorrow afternoon and I’ll share with you what I have found.”
    “Thank you, Senator,” Raca said as she vigorously shook his hand. “Thank you so much.” She exited happily through his office doorway, but strangely, the disturbing feeling within her still remained.
    As the office door closed behind her, Bonsam smiled and said, “Jackpot!” He sat back down and made several phone calls and a few shady deals, and in less than an hour he had found a way to have Eddomo Viera pardoned.
    When Raca returned the next day, Bonsam was direct and to the point: He would see that her father was pardoned in